歌词
Climbing from the ocean
She rises from the tide
Beckons to the sailors
Looking for a guide.
Her eyes shine like a lighthouse
Her hair is like the wind
That sends all of our ships away
And pulls them back again.
From the seaports of Alaska,
The damp of Puget Sound
Down the coast of California
San Francisco bound
Seven years hiding,
A dozen on the run
Tell the truth, it breaks my heart
To see what I've become.
Tamalpais, Tamalpais
Crouched among the clouds
Waves break on our backs
I call her name out loud.
The mountain she's sitting
Listening to the sea,
Patient as my lover's eyes
Waiting there for me.
From the cabin on her shoulder
The ocean opens wide
Golden Gate down below
Arching 'cross the tide
There's no time like a sunrise
To make me long for home,
Skipping 'cross that lonesome ocean
Wonderin' why I roam.
Sails are full of wind now
The captain's mind's at ease,
Boys are throwing Liar's Dice
And caution to the breeze.
There's gold in other mountains,
Oil in other sands,
But my mind won't be rested, Lord,
Until my boots touch land.
Climbing from the ocean
She rises from the tide
Beckons to the sailors
Looking for a guide.
Her eyes shine like a lighthouse
Her hair is like the wind
That sends all of our ships away
And pulls them back again.